Sunday, July 27, 2008

My son hit 3 years of age today. All are sacked out after crashing from a great sugar high. Mom sent him a 'Diego Insect Rescue Pack' which includes a mini-butterfly net, a mini-vacuum cleaner bug catching device and what's supposed to be a viewing chamber for the bugs you catch. More like a death chamber. A tiny little thing with a bunch of fake plastic landscape and now room for food or water. What's wrong with the traditional mayonnaise jar with the nail holes in the lid? (Aside from it not having the 'Go Diego Go' brandname on the side.)

Anyhow, I did manage to catch some tiny little orange butterfly that was enjoying the lavender in our garden and somehow got it into the aforementioned death chamber without crushing the poor thing. Luc watched it for about 3 minutes and then asked his mom to let it go. Good for him. I was a little worried about whole get up, but I think he'll do okay. Such a gentle kid that I worry he's gonna get steamrolled by other boys his age who have a couple brothers. Now how to get him to eat his spinache?!

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

(From the old tv spots)I mean seriously... get the damn fossil fuels out of the way. Why limp along metering out a finite resource? Tax the royal fuck out of it... double the cost per gallon and put the funds towards figuring out how to replace them. The price is gonna double soon enough anyway.